Doomsday: It’s not too much for me to hoard a strategic reserve

The warehouse is about ten meters high, and the wall on the north side has a row of two-story rooms.

Some materials were piled up in the warehouse messily, but they were roughly classified, and it is estimated that these people snatched them during this time.

A brazier was built on the north side of the warehouse, and three people were sitting around the brazier playing cards.

There were some cigarettes, ham sausages and so on scattered on the table, presumably their gambling funds.

Xia Yang couldn't help but frown.

Doesn't it mean that there are four people? Where did the other one go?

He didn't want to slip through the net, so he decided to observe it a little longer.

Xia Yang had touched their door, but the three people playing cards in the warehouse did not notice it at all.

Although they are left here to watch their homes, this area has long been cleared by the leopard, and it is not an activity area of the military, and the degree of security is very high, so they have no vigilance at all.

Before the end of the world, these people were originally a group of punks, and there was no organizational discipline at all.

The three of them chatted hotly while playing cards.

One of them shouted in the direction of the second floor: "Old donkey, you are a little more leisurely!" Stop playing people to death, or the boss will come back and smoke you! The

other two also laughed wickedly.

"I don't know how long this guy is old and talented!"

"Or don't say that people call them old donkeys! I heard that when I went to a nightclub before, no lady dared to receive him, and he became famous!

"Hahaha! This guy got it now! Be a groom by night! Brother Leopard didn't have to say anything to him..."

"Hey! It's just a few women, play to death! The key old donkey this guy can fight ah! Can Brother Leopard not value him? "

......

The three of them chatted about the sky, and Xia Yang outside also listened to it.

So to speak, the fourth person is upstairs.

Xia Yang nodded secretly, then it was no problem.

He tidied up his mask, pushed his goggles above the brim of his hat, and swaggered toward the main entrance of the warehouse.

The door of this warehouse is closed, and it should have been bolted from the inside.

Xia Yang didn't say a word, and directly kicked on the door.

Bang!

A bang!

The three people who were playing cards were taken aback, and after reacting, the three cursed one after another.

"Who?"

"Isn't it looking for death?"

"Who dares to come to Brother Leopard's territory to spread wilderness?"

The three said as they grabbed the guns at hand and rushed towards the door with great momentum.

Bang!

Another loud bang.

The latch made of steel pipe was completely broken, and one of the doors flew directly.

One of the three unlucky ghosts could not dodge, and was directly hit by the heavy iron gate, and fell to the ground with a scream.

The momentum of this iron gate smashing was very strong, and after the man fell to the ground, his mouth and nose began to bleed, and he couldn't live.

The remaining two people shrank their necks in fright, and subconsciously raised their muzzles to shoot in the direction of the doorway.

However, Xia Yang, who had taken the Wind Attribute Energy Liquid again, was too fast.

The two just felt a flash in front of them, and it seemed that a figure flashed in front of them.

Immediately after that, they felt a cold neck, and their eyes instantly began to rise.

They saw that below them, there appeared to be two headless bodies, and blood was spraying out of the neck cavity.

Is this what it feels like to be beheaded... This was the last thought of the two.

Immediately, their consciousness fell into the darkness of eternal silence.

The head fell to the ground, and the bones rolled to the side.

At this time, the body that spurted blood fell to the ground.

Xia Yang did not spare his hand this time, the A-grade alloy dagger was too sharp, and with the strength of the forward charge, he swung the dagger from the bottom up, and actually directly split the two heads.

The unlucky ghost who was smashed to the ground by the door was left has not stopped breathing at this time.

He saw his companion being beheaded in an instant, and the fear and despair in his heart could not be greater.

Xia Yang walked inside, and when he passed by that person, Xia Yang didn't even look at him, and directly kicked over.

Right in the throat.

The man didn't even have time to scream, and his entire head was directly bent into a strange angle, and he died of anger in an instant.

Xia Yang's footsteps did not stop, and he walked directly to the steps welded by the steel plate next to him, and walked upstairs with a bang.

As soon as he arrived on the second floor, the door to a room opened.

A strong man nearly two meters tall walked out cursing while sorting out his clothes.

This strong man had a face full of flesh, the muscles on his thick arms were high and bulging, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

After the strong man went out, he looked up and saw Xia Yang with an indifferent expression.

He didn't zip up his pants, and he ran out in disarray, and when he saw Xia Yang, instead of showing any shock, he showed a bloodthirsty cruel smile.

The two met their eyes, and the next moment, neither side spoke, and their feet rushed towards each other.

Obviously, this strong man is a trainer, and his physical fitness and fighting skills are not comparable to those three weak chickens just now.

But in the eyes of a powerful person like Xia Yang, there is no big difference.

The strong man raised his big fist and struck Xia Yang's head with a fierce force.

His movements are extremely fast, and his strikes are very strong.

In the past, when fighting black boxing, this strong man nicknamed Old Donkey relied on this move to win people first, often killing knockout opponents in seconds.

But he met Xia Yang.

Xia Yang only turned slightly sideways, and this powerful punch grazed the tip of his nose.

It seems to be thrilling, but in fact, with the assistance of spiritual powers, the old donkey's movements are like an old movie with 0.1 times the speed, almost frame by frame, after precise calculations, Xia Yang's dodge can be described as just right, wonderful to the peak, without a trace of extra power.

Moreover, he has already calculated it.

At the moment when the old donkey hooked his fist into the air, Xia Yang flew forward sideways, and a cold light flashed in his hand.

The old donkey hook did not hit the target, and was subconsciously doing a professional boxer's head swinging dodge action that had formed muscle memory.

However, Xia Yang's speed was far faster than he expected.

In the blink of an eye, Kung Fu had actually arrived in front of him.

By the time he wanted to retreat to defend again, it was too late.

He just felt a flash of cold light, and his chest suddenly cooled, and then it was like a deflated leather ball, and the strength in his body began to drain rapidly...

The old donkey looked incredulous, and he slowly looked down.

The position of the heart of the chest revealed a dagger handle.

The blade body had naturally submerged into his heart.

The next moment, a scene that he couldn't understand appeared.

The dagger inserted in his chest disappeared out of thin air in an instant, and a large amount of blood began to sputter out from the wound.

The old donkey's eyes gradually became unfocused, and he fell backwards with a bang.

He didn't understand to death, how could anyone reach such a terrifying speed? Is this still human?

After Xia Yang withdrew the dagger to the dimensional space, he walked towards the room just now.

He heard movement inside.

Although there are some weak chickens here, Xia Yang will never take it lightly.

He came to the door of the hidden room, kicked it open, and then a pistol with an open safety appeared in his hand and pointed it into the room.

A moment later, Xia Yang put away the gun—there was only one woman in the room who was covered in inches and scarred.

The woman was shrinking in the corner of a dirty bed, and her eyes showed not fear, but numbness.

Xia Yang frowned slightly, and the next moment an old shirt appeared in his hand, he covered the woman's bare body, and then said lightly: "Put the clothes on first, I have something to ask you!" "